Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 52 It's Not Selling, It's Taking Prisoners
Seeing Feng Yong's dazed expression, Zhuge Liang knew the answer, and continued: "A few days ago, Yang Zizhao used the phrase 'for the sake of governance, with the same body, and from below to not invade each other' to persuade me not to rob others. I didn't expect you to say this again today. At such a young age, you have good knowledge."

Feng Yong grinned: "The Prime Minister is wrong."

You are exhausted to death, I still know that.However, before you died of exhaustion, someone had already advised you not to get caught in big or small matters, which is something I didn't expect.

Zhuge Liang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said lightly, "Since you have such knowledge, but you don't want to be an official, then you can just stay on your one-third of the land and farm well, why do you still harbor evil intentions? Don't you think the big man can't tolerate you anymore?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Tubie was almost scared to pee.

"Why did the prime minister say this? The boy has always been well behaved, how can he be unruly?"

This pot must not be carried on your back, it will be a dead end if you carry it on your back.

"A few days ago, some officials seized a group of bureaucrats with a total of more than 500 people. The seller said that it was ordered by Feng Zhuang. You are a small village, and you have to buy 32 and [-] parts. How can you say it is your duty? "Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Yong coldly, those peach blossom eyes were not charming at all, they were all cold.

What the hell!If I hadn't crossed over and knew that you were the biggest human trafficker in Shuhan, I would have believed in your performance!But Feng Yong found that even if he knew the truth, so what?You can't come and turn a blind eye to my acting who is supposed to cooperate with your performance, right?

"Cheng Xianxian, this matter has no inner story."

"I waited for you a few days ago to come and explain," the old demon Zhuge snorted, with an expression of "I believe in you so much, but you let me down", and said sadly, "Xijun said that you are a good boy. , I won't be so confused and tell me to wait. I didn't expect that I would send someone to call you here, Feng Yong, what do you think I should do with you?"

It is worthwhile to give food to the Prime Minister's wife so diligently these days, it still has a little effect at critical times.

Feng Yong saluted Huang Yueying gratefully: "Thank you madam."

"Don't rush to say thank you, let's talk to the Prime Minister first about why you did such a thing. If you can't tell one, two or three, I won't spare you." Huang Yueying had already asked someone to take the bowl and spoon. When he brought it, he was digging the ice cream out of the jar. Hearing that, he turned his head and smiled at Feng Yong, with a tone that was a bit like a little aunt in his previous life.

"Yes. Back to the Prime Minister, the kid actually has a consideration for this matter. It's not that he doesn't want to come to explain it to the Prime Minister early, but I have been busy drawing something for the past few days, and I didn't draw this thing, I am afraid that the Prime Minister will not believe the kid."

"Oh? What kind of thing are you going to do? You need more than 500 people?" Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Yong incredulously, "If you are lying to me, do you know the consequences?"

"If you dare to deceive the Prime Minister, then the kid will just let the Prime Minister go."

"Okay, with your words, then I'll wait a few more days. I wonder when you'll be able to draw that thing?"

"It has been painted today, and now it is on the boy."

"Bring it up."

"Yes."

"What is this?" Zhuge Liang took the blueprint handed over by Feng Yong, pointed to Ma Zha next to him, and asked after looking at it for a while.

After Feng Yong sat down on the Maza, he breathed a sigh of relief.I looked at the chairs the two of them were sitting on in front of me, looked at the tea bowl, looked at the jar with ice cream, my heart throbbed, this is so special, eat my food, drink my food, use my food, and still trick me , and now you have to scare me, hey!There are no human rights in ancient times!
Feng Tubie was complaining about himself when he heard the question from the old demon Zhuge, and he quickly replied: "This thing is called a plow, and it is suitable for farming in large fields, and it is also suitable for reclamation. Doubling the power..."

"Stop!"

Who is the old monster Zhuge?As soon as he heard Feng Yong say this, he interrupted him directly, waved his hand, and signaled everyone next to him to go down, even Huang Yueying took Zhang Xing away with interest.

After everyone had finished walking, Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Yong seriously, pointed to the chair opposite, and said, "Sit down and come forward."

It's not easy!Feng Tubie felt a little tearful. From being punished to stand, to sitting in a ponytail, and then to sitting in a chair, the treatment was higher than the first.

"You just said it, but the truth?"

"Naturally it is true. This eight-ox plow has great advantages and a lot of defects. It requires eight oxen to pull it. The field that one plow can plough in a day cannot be done by more than a hundred people. Besides, the eight-ox plow is complicated in craftsmanship. , beyond what ordinary people can make.”

Zhuge Liang twitched his beard and smiled, obviously satisfied with Feng Yong's explanation.

The advantages of the eight ox plow are obvious, and the defects...it is a defect for others, but an advantage for a country!The craftsmanship is complicated, and the average person can't make it, but for the imperial court with a general to serve as a prisoner, can that be a problem?
"As long as the eight ox plows are built, the prime minister, the barren land in the Han Dynasty can become a field for reclamation. As long as the reclamation is successful, the court will have no worries about food in the future." Feng Yong quickly added another one. fire.

When Zhang Lu was in power, how many people escaped from Guanzhong Sanfu because of the war?At one time, it was one of the few peaceful places in the world that was not involved in the war.

Later, Cao Cao came, followed by Liu Bei. The two fought to death in Hanzhong. Finally, Liu Bei drove Cao Cao away, but found that what he got was an empty Hanzhong. Cao Cao, who had a dark heart, had long since All the 10,000+ households in Hanzhong were removed.

Until now, the military rations for the Hanzhong garrison still have to be transported from Jincheng, and there is no way to eat on the spot.It's really a sin to waste that large tract of fertile land there!

Now, most of the land in the middle of Shu is in the hands of aristocratic families. The imperial court only receives so much grain in a year, how much can it do?There is no food in his hand, and he has no confidence to speak. This is why the people in Nanzhong are jumping so happily now, and the old demon Zhuge still has to endure the nausea to appease, but cannot send troops to suppress it.

"That's why you want to buy so many servants?" Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you want to go to Hanzhong enclosure?"

Of course I want to!But do I dare?Hanzhong is the base of Zhuge Lao Yao's Northern Expedition, how can anyone get involved?In addition, there are now eight ox plows. As long as enough manpower can be obtained, the wasteland that can be cultivated in two or three years will basically be cleared. Even if there is another [-], there is no problem at all.

Why did Li Yan become more domineering after a few years, but Zhuge Liang continued to tolerate it?The reason is that Li Yan entered the land of Shu early, and already had interests with some local families, so he was able to get food for Zhuge Liang's northern expedition.

Food is the biggest problem!

Although I can't get food, I can help you figure out a way to get food. This credit is not a small thing, right?

Feng Tubie was thinking complacently, and when he heard this, he quickly waved his hand: "How dare you have such an idea? This smuggler..."

"Humph!" Zhuge Liang picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, put it down, and then continued, "Where is the talk of selling Liaoman? It's just some captives, don't talk nonsense!"

Feng Yong groaned again. He said earlier that it was found out by a police officer, but now he has become a prisoner. Could it be that you are the ancestor of Sichuan's face-changing?
(End of this chapter)